"Never forget it is real people who live out such tales and bear the price of the telling, in grief and guilt and sorrow". -Jacqueline Carey

Friday Fictioneers – The Scene of the Crime

“Was this door open or closed when you came in here?” Detective James asked his partner.

“I… Um, I don’t remember.”

James ground his teeth and clenched his fists. “Get out,” he finally whispered.

“But… you can’t! I mean, you don’t have the authority… Do you?”

James took a step forward, but shook his head and stopped. More violence wasn’t worth it. “You screwed up the last crime scene and now a murderer is walking the streets. I don’t give a shit who you’re related to, I’ll make sure you never work in this town again. Now, get out!”

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end. This one came in at 99 words.

Well, I'm dyslexic so writing about something I love: Music, might help but it's most likely just full of mistakes. That title is also lyrics from The Drones song called I Don't Want To Change. Oh, my name is William and thanks for having a look.